The other day I was having lunch with a friend who commented on my face and asked to touch it. She's 62 and still an amazingly sharp woman. We drank and ate sashimi for hours and she asked to hold my cock. I'm no ageist so I agreed. Since I have stopped shooting eating oxy many women seem to approach me. I think I'm abhorrent. They see my paintings, and ask pity questions and then unblouse. I don't need this shit. I \ have never had this happen in such ranging ages prior. I feel like a louse, a cad and a lucky fool. I asked a woman on the street the other day if she was a model or would model for me and she agreed. Has it always been that simple and i have just been too self-absorbed and drug addled to recognize? I don't feel lucky of fortunate. I feel sweaty and tired and slightly sick all the time. Drinking is not the cure although I keep going back to that ulterior elixir.
It's funny, when I get off dope, I also seem to attract people a lot more (though the fact that I'm not sweating out cocaine and covered in dried blood and track marks would put anyone at an advantage).
I was drawing on the train the other day, and some girl slipped me her number as I got off, not the kind of thing that usually happens. I'm still to scared to ask women to model for me, but I think I may just try it now...
I was drawing on the train the other day, and some girl slipped me her number as I got off, not the kind of thing that usually happens. I'm still to scared to ask women to model for me, but I think I may just try it now...
